CLEAN, OLD-FASHIONED HATE

I cried yesterday.Over a football game.Well, honestly, it's a little more than just a football game.Some opportunities don't just hang around for 4 years.Some football teams don't stay young, inexperienced, and outmatched forever (no link provided to sites of teams I hate).
The back-and-forth of every possession of that game was one of the most emotionally wrecking things I've ever experienced. So when the result was final, I walked to my room, laid down, and wept. Typing that feels almost as silly as it probably sounds, which is probably almost as silly as it felt. But I don't know if I've wanted anything to happen more in the sports in my entire life. More than that, never before have I anticipated and actually BELIEVED in an outcome of ANYTHING so much.
It's rough loving college football.
I'll see you in Jacksonville next weekend. For the sake of my blood pressure, someone please talk to the quarterback.
-Scotty